AN Day 6 - Drink

You are out in Lulu and Moxxi's living room, on the couch with both of them. You each have a paper cup of whisky, but Lulu looks annoyed... she was probably happier before you two came out.

But you have already had two cups of whisky, so you are very buzzed.

You tell Moxxi about the time you caught your sister masturbating while listening to Moxxi's show.

Moxxi drinks another cup of whisky and shakes her fist in the air.

"I was probably reviewing something," she said.

Yeah... Moxxi used to review sex toys on her radio show. She would use them on the air... it was pretty erotic. Your mom would always turn the radio off when Moxxi was doing something like that. That was probably what your sister was listening to that night. That was a long time ago.

"They don't let me do that anymore," Moxxi complains.

"For some reason," Lulu mutters.

You learn that Lulu has a grown child, and is married, but separated from her husband. That might be why she's grumpy. She and Moxxi don't seem to dislike each other... but they don't have much in common.

"I'm worried about my mom," you admit to Moxxi.

"Why?"

"I met this woman. She has a daughter and her daughter is in a relationship with an older woman. And this woman's having a hard time with. And now I have a thing for an older woman, and I don't know what my mom would do," you say.

"You're an adult. Do what you want," Moxxi says.

"I know. But I still care what my mom thinks."

Moxxi laughs. "Reminds me of my friend. She's a doctor. She came to me for advice in a situation like that. She was pissed about the woman her daughter was dating. And maybe kind of pissed that her daughter was gay too," Moxxi adds. "Anyway, she's just... I had to take her home and introduce her to a little relaxation technique."

"What technique?" you ask. Moxxi is a master of making people feel better... you might be able to score some good advice for Ana here.

"Well, I have this beautiful beefcake masseuse," Moxxi says. "I like to get a massage from him next to my pool. I like to get my tan, let him oil me up, and then..." she wiggles her fingers. "Relax. Anyway, he has a twin brother who does the same thing, so I brought my doctor friend home and booked them both. I never expected my friend to be so..." Moxxi thinks for a second. "Well, never mind. She enjoyed it."

Your face is red. You are picturing Moxxi and some other woman, covered in oil, getting fucked silly next to a pool.

"I can give you their number," Moxxi says to Lulu, who ignores her and takes another drink. "What about you, kid? You want their number?"

"No, I'm super gay," you say.

"Right. Right. Well, cheers."

"Did it work?" you ask. "Helping your friend?"

"No. She was still pissed off and intense and angry all the time. But she had fun that one afternoon, and I did too. It was hot. I think about it a lot. Lu won't do that with me, though. She hates fun."

Lulu shudders and pours herself more whisky.

Moxxi goes back to complaining. "It was the worst. I got the letter saying I couldn't review products anymore on the same day I got this sybian that was like front AND back, and they things wiggled and moved... that would have been good radio." She pours you more whisky. "I took that thing home and kept it. And that producer who..."